Lyrical Breakdown of Food Plug - A Journey through Words and Rhymes
Welcome to the detailed analysis of "Food Plug" on Lazyjot. Here, we unravel the lyrical complexity and artistic brilliance that define this iconic song.
- Lyric Overview: Witness how Gucci Mane weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "Food Plug" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
- Rhyme and Rhythm Analysis: Our Lazyjot editor highlights the ingenious use of multi-syllabic rhymes and the rhythm pattern that Gucci Mane employs. Understand the construction of each verse and how it contributes to the song's overall impact.
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I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, he a cool plug
He from the old school but every week it's new drugs
He bring the whole truck, he got a green thumb
So many pounds off in that car it make you feel numb
Money, power, respect, got a whole new connect
Ain't got no time for you haters because I'm all 'bout my check
Met me on Bouldercrest but he came straight from Gwinnett
Made so much chop yesterday I went and bought me a vette
See my daddy a trapper, my brother a hustler
My momma's a G so I can't fuck with no busters
I came up on Custer, I get it through customs
This shit I'm accustomed to, you niggas is suckas
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
Hold on bruh, what the fuck y'all hatin' for?
I keep hittin' shit 6-8-10 to 4
What you hollerin' I make a sucker fold
So much water I'm yellin' burr, bitch I'm cold
Bricks on bricks, throw it on the scale
Might as well open the store, get it off retail
Got the best shit, put it up for resale
Migos wrap it up, overnight in the mail
Got more bricks than houses in Atlanta
Damn, how a white bitch more hood than David Banner
They let me go, bitch loose cannon
Oakland Raider star, dope like Rich Gannett
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a plug on that sniff, 30 tons of that mid
I got a killer in Kansas, I'll put a price on your head
I put a load on the truck, 50 piece of that Keisha
Not a print on my pack, not a stain on my sneakers
I'm into poppin' that seal, yeah I'm blowin' that power
It's the Cookie man bitch, yeah I played out that sour
A hundred lights in my basement, I get my purp from the Asians
I made a mil' in Atlanta, now that's a crazy vacation
Step your weight game up, big 18 wheeler
I'm a city boy bitch and a whole bitch stealer
You need a line on that blood or a brick of that mud
It's the plug, celebratin' cause I'm rich off them drugs
It's the plug bitch
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug
I got a food plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug, plug